I was inspired to write this, after i read Bleak House by Charles Dickens. There is a scene in the book where the death of a boy(Jo for those who have read the book) very much moved me. He is an orphan, uneducated in short a tramp. He is despised by the so called Upper Class and decent people (and so on and so forth). But there are some people who take care of him and provide him solace and peace when he is nearing death. This being set in one of the most conservative era's of the British Empire.
Makes me wonder are we any different from them(the so called Upper Class)? Don't we despise tramps we come across in our life? Let us at least not despise them. I am not asking for them to be brought home and fed. Let us at least help them out when they are in need of it. Their case is even more pitiable when they are handicapped physically or mentally. It is not their mistake for how they are(at least in most of the cases).Let us be more responsible morally.